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I’m a NEET but when I went to Hello Work I got taken to another world – Volume 1 Chapter 5

While translating this chapter, since it has a drill instructor and although the lines were in Japanese they sounded familiar, then it clicked. Yes, many of the lines are almost word for word quotes from Gny. Sgt. Hartman from Full Metal Jacket but in Japanese. To preserve the theme I matched and used the quotes from the movie, with some rewording to accommodate the other world stuff though. Now read all the drill instructor’s lines in Ronald Lee Ermey’s voice, do you maggots understand?! >:)

Volume 1 Chapter 5 – Beginner’s training

Today, I’m walking with a 20kg load on my shoulders. No, rather I’m being forced to run. I’m not allowed to stop. That’s because the drill instructor is chasing right behind me with a stick on hand.

“You, wild rabbit puke! Don’t run like a slug! That’s why you got into a draw with a pussy wild rabbit!! Run! Run! You fucking maggot!!!”

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I had the intention of skipping the Beginner’s training. As it is, I was already thinking of secluding myself in the inn till my money ran out. I’m not bold enough to keep living carefree after being exposed to such ridicule. On the morning of the training day, haven’t eaten breakfast and still sleeping peacefully, suddenly Drevin broke into my room smashing down the door and dragging me to the training grounds.

“Didn’t I say it was compulsory? Gahaha” [TL: Well, it wasn’t compulsory in ch. 2. How things change.]

Despite being the assistant guild master where does he find free time?!

“How did you know the inn?!”

“You didn’t show up in the guild for about two day, did you? And that’s when I recalled I had connections with the Beginner’s training and had it checked. Ah, don’t worry about the inn. They were properly debriefed. Also I’ll fix the door later.”

And so, I was dragged away to the training grounds. At the grounds there were already 5 cadets waiting. Four men and one woman. These are the comrades I’ll share hell with. However, except for me who was sunk into depression, the mood was filled with lively chatter. I’m glad the instructor is initially courteous.

“Gentlemen, thanks for coming to this Beginner’s training. I’ll be looking after you this whole week, Gentlemen. I’m your senior drill instructor, Vogt, a former A rank adventurer. You are still little chicks, but I wish you to stick through this week of training where you’ll learn what makes an adventurer, and see you off the nest as splendid ones. Then, first put this equipment around your neck.”

Besides murmurs of “A former A rank, incredible!” or “An A rank, really?” that I could hear, they all quietly showed faces brimming with hope. I’m the exception. The instructor was putting on the collars one by one.

“This is equipment that will help you with your training.”

Everyone showed a doubtful face, but obediently had them put on. At the end, the moment my collar was finally put on, instructor Vogt sneered and laughed, that was the beginning of our one week hell.

“Attention, maggots!”

The instructor shouts in a very loud voice.

“You pukes will be living here for a week! That collar is a ‘Slavery Collar’. It’ll be removed after one week! The only road left for you sons of bitches is nothing but putting all your effort into training.”

In the act the cadets started and uproar.

“Putting slavery collars arbitrarily, you can’t stop us from taking it off!”

Slavery collar? From the name, is that an item to turn someone into a slave? I try to take it off, but it doesn’t budge an inch. Perhaps, could this be a bit dangerous?

“Silence! you maggots! From now on you will speak only when spoken to, and the first and last words out of your filthy sewers will be ‘Sir’. You maggot there, if you have anything to say, spew it out!”
“Sir, this is a criminal act, sir!”
“Eyeballs here! You maggots. This is a letter of approval with the signatures of His Majesty the King and the General Guild Master. We have permission to use the slavery collars within this training ground. Now, stop your shitty gossip! I order you to carry that load!”

Is that the effect of the collar? My body moves on its own and lifts the weight. So heavy.

It was the beginning of Hell. He’s gonna work us to the bone. If you reach your limit they use healing magic and keep you working again. For 3 days we did nothing but run carrying that load. We started combat training from the 4th day.

“Bullshit! You couldn’t kill me! Let me see your real war face!”
“SIR, YES SIR!!!”
“Because I am hard, you will not like me. But the more you hate me, the more you will learn. I am hard but I am fair. There is no racial bigotry here. I do not look down on man, woman, human, elf, beastman or dwarf. Here you are all equally worthless! And my orders are to weed out all non-hackers who do not pack the gear to be adventurers. Do you maggots understand that?!”
“SIR, YES SIR!!!”

From sunrise till sunset, we weren’t allowed to rest. A medical officer was always on alert, healing magic was used on those who collapsed and returned to action. After sunset, we 6 people slept like logs.

One time, God called.

“Assemble! Maggots!!”

We immediately assembled and stood in a row. When God talks with all his might, we must obey.

“As of this moment, for surviving till today you people have finished the training. Today, you are adventurers. From now on until the day you die, wherever you are, you’re adventurers. Most of you will go on adventures. Some of you will not come back. But always remember this. Now with this training finished, you people will fear nothing. Proudly say it! We are adventurers!”

The instructor remove the collars one by one and greet us with a hug. We were dumbfounded and stood stock still. Did it really end? I look around the place and see many senior adventurers had come to watch. There is applause, there are tears shed and there are ‘well done, well done’ cheers. Finally I had my collar removed while the instructor was hugging me.

“Well done. I’m proud of you people. You scumbag are no longer a wild rabbit. You are a full fledged adventurer. Why are you looking dumbfounded? You people now go out and prove me that.”
“Yes, instructor!”

I answered while shedding tears. That’s right. I ought to have my revenge. That day and the next we stopped by the training grounds to get medical treatment. The medical officer examined, treated and checked us for any abnormalities. The comrades and I discussed many things in those two days. Sometimes the instructor mingled with us. Sometimes other adventurers would drop by to take a look. About this training regime, it is thought the probability of dying is high for beginner adventurers if left alone, so it’s made semi-compulsory and practically the death rate is cut to less than half for those graduated from the training. The training regime that boiled down to nothing but extreme bullying was carefully controlled. We all 6 trainees were released from the training grounds the next day.

Due to the training, in addition to various related battle Skills, two Skills were acquired. The possibility of gaining Skills without consuming skill points was a big catch.

【Stamina Recovery Enhancement】
Speeds up the recovery of HP and Stamina. Increases the effect of medicine and potions.
【Guts】
Even if HP drops to 0, HP is left at 1. Once a day.

Furthermore, about this week’s log, it was written in Japanese. Because it would raise ethical problems, this training ground thing is absolutely secret.

*Stats in text format from the WN, starting from this point there’s a discrepancy between LN and WN in the stats. The LN illustration doesn’t show the newly acquired skills till next chapter, it’s not a typesetting error.***************************************************************Yamano Masaru, Human, Magic Swordsman